She looked at the names next to the intercom on the wall, then back at the name on the piece of paper that one client had given her on his last visit.... She double checked and triple checked that they were definitely the same. They were. Her heart pounding in her chest, she pressed the button."Hello?" asked a voice through the intercom. It was a man's voice, and judging by the accent, he sounded well educated."Hi. My name's Jane. I have an appointment." She sounded more nervous than she'd. To that end, we made our way to the second floor and the law offices of Karlsen, Hartwick and Candiotti. The receptionist was in her late 40s, I estimated, and she blinked when Liz entered the waiting area (which was bereft of clients, I noted).Although it was entirely unnecessary, I thought, Liz introduced herself and then announced that she had an appointment with the attorneys for 9 a.m.“Please take a seat and somebody will be with you shortly, Miss Larimer,” the receptionist (or paralegal). I want you to put as much care into these dresses as you do in your own. I figure that's worth the extra cost. I don't mind. Can you have them done in two days?" Yes I can." She replied. "Business has been slow, so I will start right now. They can come in for a final fitting tomorrow noon." Could you possibly finish them out and let me present them as a surprise. Then you could adjust later if needed. I'll throw in an extra ten dollars."Amy agreed and told me I could pick up the dresses at 2. Her eyes were glued to the book and she touched her pussy sometimes. What was she reading?I was getting sweaty, and leaking from my cock. I knew then my sister was reading a porn book. It had a glossy cover and when she looked at it, it tilted and I got a glimpse of naked woman’s picture.Then she got up, leaving the book on the bed and went into bathroom. I went into the room and saw the book. It was some foreign porn book with pictures and stories. I decided to look ay my sister and went to.